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Restless (OTA)
Bo was feeling restless. Or rather, it seemed more than that, but that was the best way to describe it. It wasn't like Sam wasn't fulfilling her needs or that her other partners weren't either. It wasn't that at all, it just seemed as if something inside of her wanted more. Like when you just seemed to always be hungry no matter how much you have already eaten.
She was at the gym, trying to burn off the endless steam she had - Sam, poor thing, was tapped out and resting. Bo had a sword in her hand and was going through some basic moves, trying to get faster and more familiar with the weapon. If she was going to be honest, she knew how to use a lot of weapons, but she wasn't an 'expert' in any of them. She wanted that to change.
She also wanted to stop thinking about tearing off people's clothes as they walked through the door and kissing their bodies all over.
She was at the gym, trying to burn off the endless steam she had - Sam, poor thing, was tapped out and resting. Bo had a sword in her hand and was going through some basic moves, trying to get faster and more familiar with the weapon. If she was going to be honest, she knew how to use a lot of weapons, but she wasn't an 'expert' in any of them. She wanted that to change.
She also wanted to stop thinking about tearing off people's clothes as they walked through the door and kissing their bodies all over.
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He paused at the entrance to the door, watching the sword work that the person in there was using with a critical eye. He could use a sword relatively well, but magic, and his Desert Eagle were his normal weapons of war. He could admire the way she was training.
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Bo & Kitty
So when she hit the gym and found Bo practicing with a sword, she stripped down to her workout gear without a blink. "Got a spare?" Maybe she'd ask Zahra to make her a katana, or some tsai.
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Bo & Rocket
So instead of a closer evaluation of the equipment, he just climbed on one and evaluated the sword-chick. She was no Gamora with the pokey-thing (sword, whatever) but she wasn't bad. Probably wouldn't die in a real fight unless she was fighting people with guns. Pretty much only Gamora could get away with bringing a sword to a gun fight, and she mostly didn't try. "I never really got the point'a those things. Seems like you hafta trust that whoever you're tryin'ta kill hasn't brought a real weapon."
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